#dino cavallone x reader

[rebornologist]

Hi! V,S and a letter that you want (if you want of course) about dino plis

Hello darling! Here are some thots I've cooked up for ya! Thank you for dropping these letters into my inbox xx

NSF/W Headcanons ♡ Dino Cavallone ✧

✧ Cum

I’m not quite sure what else I could say about Dino’s cum because I have mentioned that he… cums quite a lot. He’s got a bit ( that’s an understatement) of a breeding kink and loves the visual of his seed dripping out any of his partner’s holes or when his lover obediently sticks their tongue out to show him the viscous fluid. It makes him feel so incredibly hot and ready to go again soon after.

He’s been clumsy about where his cum ends up, and in a panic, he’s scooped it up and licked it off of his own fingers. He doesn’t mind the taste, at all. It’s not like he regularly.. Tastes himself, but when he gets comfortable, he’d be so into tasting the mix of his and his lover’s cum together.

✧ Volume

Dino has the prettiest moans, but he doesn’t often let them out unless he’s feeling a little more submissive. It’s almost too easy to get him to squeal and squirm beneath your touch, though. He tries to stick to lower groans and focuses on his breathing so he can talk his partner through the action, but if you tug on his hair a little, ride his face a bit, etc., the whines and whimpers are about twice as loud and it’s sooo cute.

✧ Stamina

I think that with Dino, the more comfortable he gets with a partner, the shorter he lasts. When he’s feeling more emotional than usual, say, after a super romantic date where he really got to reconnect with them, or if he’s back after a long trip and missing them to death, he gets caught up in how much he loves them and the sex feels way too good, so he’ll cum quicker. He can go a few rounds, though, and the refractory period gets increasingly longer, in addition to time between orgasms.

The reverse is true, when he’s less familiar with a partner, he’s more likely to be a little nervous and will take longer to get there because his mind will wander.

[embassy-of-fiction]

Dino SFW Headcanons

Such a clumsy man but still so loveable.

If you end up getting any sort of minor injury, he’s already well on his way to helping get it properly cared for

He’s quick to defend you should anyone start making trouble though it’s mainly through peaceful means

Will cry if you guys have an argument that gets too harsh with one another

Will get your favorite food if your upset though it might end up spilled over him cause of his clumsiness

Attempts to cook for anniversaries but it always ends up burnt beyond all recognition

Tries to match your outfits in some way even if it’s only a small accessory on him

Let’s you try out different makeup looks on him or paint his nails

Gives you rides on his box animal, Scuderia

Goes on long tangents about horses as well as cars and their correlation

[orangebutterfly]

Здравствуйте, а можно попросить H J I W для Дино Каваллоне?🥺

H - Hugs (объятия) - Любят ли они обниматься? Как они обнимают?

Он просто обожает обнимашки. Тактильный контакт важен для него, поэтому он без проблем обнимет тебя в присутствии других людей. Дино любит классические объятия, когда его руки обвиваются вокруг твоих плеч или талии, а лицо утыкается в макушку, вдыхая запах волос. Именно в такой позе он может простоять хоть несколько часов, потому что ему всегда приятно ощущать, как ты в ответ прижимаешься к нему.

I - Intimacy (интимная близость) - Какова ваша с ним интимная жизнь?

Это то, на что Дино не станет намеренно намекать, но даст понять, что вы могли бы попробовать что-то более серьёзное, затягивая поцелуи и делая объятия более крепкими. Он очень нежный и внимательный партнёр, который сделает всё, чтобы ты чувствовала себя комфортно рядом с ним. Но в моменты близости может проснуться более самоуверенный Дино, чьи действия будут слегка отличаться большей страстью и напором.

J - Jealousy (ревность) - Легко ли заставить их ревновать? Как они ведут себя при этом?

Дино совершенно не ревнивый партнёр. Будучи довольно общительным, он понимает, как важно для тебя держать контакт с близкими тебе людьми и не станет ревновать, если увидит, что ты обнимаешь своего друга или ведёшь себя непринуждённо рядом с ним. Но работает это только с теми, кого он сам так или иначе знает. К незнакомцам Дино будет относиться настороженно, всё же испытывая что-то типа зависти, когда увидит, как ты мило улыбаешься им.

W - Who is first (кто первый) - Кто первым признается в своих чувствах?

Несмотря на свою неуклюжесть и местами дурачливость, Дино уверенный в себе парень, который не постесняется сделать первый шаг. Если он уверен, что между вами установилась сильная связь, которая может привести к чему-то большему, то Каваллоне не станет тянуть с признанием.

[strawwritesfic]

Dino Cavallone x Female!Civilian!Reader: Gift

Summary: He can’t expect you to automatically forgive him each and every time he goes running off into danger...but maybe you will just this once.

Rating/Tags: T (Italy; bakery; set during canon but in an entirely different location than canon events; Reader & Original Characters; Dino & Romario; Dino & Reborn; established Dino/Reader; reader is aware of the mafia; implied sexual content)

Challenge: “160 Collective Drabbles” challenge by BobaPop on Lunaescence Archives.

Tag List: @imaginesfire​

Gift

That morning dawned another beautiful spring day in Italy. Fountains bubbled, birds sang, and the sleepy shopkeepers murmured to one another as they prepared to open up. The sunrise doused the cobblestone streets in a light lavender; twinkling lampposts led the way from quiet building to quiet building. It seemed the entire earth itself promised a cheerful day ahead. All added up, this did nothing to improve the prospects of one [F Name] [L Name].

Not long after the sunlight began to turn golden, you were up. Most mornings found you sound asleep in bed as long as you could be allowed, or as long as you could ignore the clamor in the bakery downstairs. There was no clamor yet, but still you couldn’t sleep. Your stomach was in knots. The only prescription you could find was that of grabbing the broom while your father remained yawning over his homemade cinnamon rolls. Then you headed outside to sweep out the shop.

“Helping again?” you heard your mother say as you marched out of the dining room. “I don’t know what’s come over that girl lately.”

“I do,” your father said gravely, “and I have half a mind to ask that boyfriend of hers to disappear more often.”

Both tittered, but the door swung shut before any more of their conversation could reach your ears. That was for the best. Much as you longed for company, your parents’ wasn’t it. You could endure their teasing only so long, even if what they were teasing you about was better than the truth. Dino was the cause of your sudden interest in the family business, but not because you were so in love that his absence drove you to distraction. No, the problem was that you were worried about the big, dumb blond.

The rest of the town–your family included–looked at Dino and saw a mafia boss and all that entailed: power, wealth, and capability. You looked at Dino and saw him for what he really was: a clumsy airhead with a bad habit of tumbling into situations far beyond his control. Dino’s sudden disappearance was not some comedic happenstance. It was terrifying, and your parents’ good-natured ribbing only made you want to throw up more.

Zoning out to the repeated scrape of your broom’s bristles against the front step didn’t exactly help. All you could think about was your hapless boyfriend. Had he taken Romario with him where he’d gone? That was the only hope you had of Dino coming home in one piece, but you already knew that not all of his family had vanished with him. Some had stuck around, presumably with the intention of annoying you further-and that day would be no different.

“Good morning, Miss [L Name]. Beautiful day, isn't it?” came the cheery voice of one such man as he strolled up to your family’s bakery.

You eyed him coldly. Sunglasses, expensive black suit, gun at his side. He couldn’t be more obvious, and yet you knew what he would say before you even attempted to ask the question. “Paulo. Are you here to tell me what happened to Dino?”

“D-Dino, Miss [L Name]?”

“Yes, Dino. Dino Cavallone. Your boss. About this tall? Blond hair? Constantly tripping and spilling his food everywhere?”

Paulo answered just the same as every other time you had asked since you’d started seeing him everywhere you went: “I don’t know who you’re talking about, Miss [L Name]. Sure doesn’t sound familiar. I don’t know any Mr. Cavallones.”

“Really.” You stopped sweeping long enough to glare at him. “Then what are you doing here?”

“Just came to get some bread. Mr. [L Name] makes the best in town, y’know.”

“Then get it, and get out. I’m busy.”

He peered in through the window. “Store’s empty.”

You groaned, tossed your broom onto the walk, and yanked the door open. Paulo followed with an obvious smirk that got the stupid bread loaf thrown at his head. Not sleeping for days because you were busy stressing over Dino’s whereabouts was not conducive to customer service, and neither was your bodyguard’s bad attempt at playing dumb. He left with a grin and a wave while you gritted your teeth, shoving his money into the cash register.

“Of all the stupid…I’m supposed to be safe with him?” you grumbled as you started to compulsively straighten the shelves. “If that good-for-nothing boyfriend of mine ever comes home, I’m going to kill him.”

“Excuse me, miss? I could use some help.”

You slammed a tin of cookies onto the shelf. If you had to, you were prepared to physically throw another member of Dino’s family out of the store. 

Your scowl evaporated when you looked up. There he was: grinning, hands shoved in the pockets of his ridiculously over-sized coat as though he had not been absent from your life for nearly an entire month. 

And just for that moment, it was like he hadn’t been.

“Dino,” you squealed, racing toward him with all the over-eagerness of a schoolgirl. 

Right on cue, Dino caught you, lifted you into the air, and spun you about. You both laughed and pressed your foreheads together. All of your fear from the past few weeks evaporated, and along with it all your fears. Dino was here. Dino was safe. Dino…had left you without so much as a word. And he expected you to just act like that was okay?

“Where the heck have you been?” you demanded once he had set you back on the ground.

That slapped the sappy grin right off his face. “H-Huh? What are you talking about, [Name]?”

“You know very well what I’m talking about, Dino Cavallone.” 

You didn’t have to cross your arms to tell him he was in hot water; the use of his full name did that well enough on its own. You crossed your arms anyway. Dino was frightened, that much was obvious, but he was also, clearly, still confused. 

“You’ve been gone all month!” you said.

The sharp pitch reached by your voice sent Dino scuttling backward toward the front door, his hands up and fingers spread wide. “I know I was gone for a month. But why are you so mad?”

He couldn’t get away from you that easily. Even if he left the shop, you would have followed and jabbed your finger into his chest every step of the way as you did then. “Because I have been worried sick!”

“Why would you be worried?” he asked, daring to let out a nervous laugh. This was interrupted by his flailing when your glare intensified. “H-Honestly, [Name], there was nothing to worry about. Right, Romario?”

Dino threw a desperate look behind himself to find his right-hand man leaning silently against the wall nearby. Romario gave a single nod. Of course Romario was there; you should have known. He was quiet enough to ignore most of the time, but no way could Dino have spun you around like he had earlier without one of his men there. If he thought you were above embarrassing in front of them, though, he was in for a shock.

“You didn’t even tell me you were leaving!” you said.

“I just went to Japan!”

“Japan?”

“To-to visit my old tutor. That’s where he landed, you know. To teach a new kid. Thought it’d be nice to meet the poor guy.”

His hands slowly lowered in response to your extended silence. Not a great plan. You were only quiet that long because you were preparing to explode:

“You went to see Reborn? And you didn’t think you needed to say anything? You could have died!” 

“But–”

“And do you think Paulo was going to tell me if you got horribly murdered while he was stalking me? Of course not!”

“[Name]–”

“Here I was, tossing and turning, wondering if you’d tripped down the stairs and broken your neck, or got kidnapped and held for ransom, or, I don’t know, breathed in too hard and choked on a bug!”

“That’s not really very fair–”

“All because you thought it wasn’t important enough to let me know you were going to visit some psychopathic baby who tried to kill you ten times a da–what’s this?”

Dino had pulled something distinctly not Enzo-shaped out of one of his coat’s deep pockets, then shoved that something under your nose. His breath of relief at your pause was a little premature, in your opinion, but you were too out of breath to immediately resume shouting at him. You narrowed your eyes first at the box then at his face.

“I got it for you,” he said, “while I was away. A souvenir. Go ahead. Open it.”

Frowning still, you took the little brown package from him. Opening it was only a matter of lifting the lid. When you did, what you found inside took your breath away.

“Dino…”

Gently you pulled out a beautiful gold hair comb. It caught the light coming in from the windows as you gaped at him.

His familiar grin returned in full force. “I got you a furisode, too, but it wouldn’t fit inside my coat.”

You pressed your lips together and looked over at Romario. He had his hand over his mouth as though he was trying to hide a smile of his own.

“Do you like it?” Dino asked, sounding uncertain.

Did you like it? All this must have cost more than the bakery earned in a year. The hair comb was gorgeous-not that that was what mattered. Any secret fear you might have had that Dino had disappeared on you like that because he was busy with another woman seemed stupid in the light of the abject concern he was blinking at you over your reaction to his gift. And what sort of girlfriend would you be to not be happy he’d survived another run-in with Reborn?

You leaned in to kiss him briefly on the mouth. “This doesn’t mean you’re off the hook. I’m still mad at you for not telling me where you’d got to.”

“I meant to, I swear! Romario must have forgot to remind me.”

Romario coughed.

“Romario?” you said, not bothering to look at the man while your free hand crept up to grab Dino by the collar. “You’re excused for the day. Dino and I have a little catching up to do. He owes me, doesn’t he?” you added, before Dino could remind you that he’d been gone for four weeks and had a lot of catching up to do for work. What good was Dino’s family if they didn’t help with balancing the books every once in a while?

Romario didn’t argue, and he was headed out the door before Dino could try. “See you later, Miss [L Name],” Romario said. “Don’t choke on any bugs while I’m gone, Boss.”

Dino shot you a nervous smile. This time, there really was no need to worry. A beautiful day had only begun, and what you had planned would keep him far, far away from any bugs.

[kuromahiruma]

Not me grinning and kicking my blanket like an idiot over some AI's text......

[raisinripe]

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(Author’s Note Love: Hiii Blog! This is my first written piece that’ll be posted ever lol. Reminder that this was for fun, and if I do continue with other work’s it’s for hobby sake<3. Overall Notes: She/her. self indulgent think piece. fluff, hurt/comfort. sfw. kind of random vent-ish piece. selfship: dino + abby. profanity usage. Can be read as an insert reader, do keep in mind “y/n” is written as a black female. Word Count: 1.9k )

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“…Here we go a fucking gain” was all Abby could mutter as she lay in the silence of their bedroom. Well, almost silent. Her phone constantly kept vibrating from the calls being sent to her cell phone. The sound of soft rain acted as a calming rhythm to soothe her slightly agitated heart. Within her peripheral vision, the charming sight of pictures of him and her against the wall they chose to paint together, rather than get done professionally. It was a Friday night, in the middle of June. Dino had been sent on another mission earlier that week and was supposed to be here in the comfort of their luxury apartment, planning out what they wanted to do for their upcoming anniversary. They’ve been together for a little over four years, and they valued every waking moment together notably due to the extremely dangerous nature of Dino’s job as the head of his mafia familia. What seemed to really trouble Abby that night however, is how he left without any sort of notice. Petty? perhaps, but he always made her aware of what he needed to do and the dates he’d be away so they could plan accordingly. But when Abby rolled over in the middle of Sunday night in hopes of getting deep in his warmth, she was met with the brisk coolness of their silk sheets. Panicked with Dino nowhere to be found she grabbed her nightgown, adjusted her bonnet, turned on her fairy lights and stumbled into the corridor calling his name in a shaky voice. He has many enemies and people with deep vendettas against him and everyone associated with him. Lord knows what could’ve happened in that short time she was asleep. As she stepped hesitantly into their kitchen, there was a handwritten note on the table. She quickly scanned the sheet and learned he had a mission somewhere and vaguely mentioned the purpose for it. Furthermore, left no time frame for his return. Coping with the shock of his sudden absence, Abby went back to their bedroom slamming the door and sighed falling into her fluffy pillows. “Seriously…with such little notice and not even a goodbye? Dino you dummy. God.” She grumbled as her eyes began to glisten, she fluttered her lashes to stop the brimming tears. However, the question played in her mind, “Will he be okay?” as she faded into sleep. 

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Abby went on with her week in hopes of some sort of normalcy and although it felt odd without him there, she noticed how comfortable she’d gotten in their routine. Had she grown too attached? No, that was just how life had been for the past four years and a half. Right now, all she wanted was for him and his stupidly adorable grinning face to poke through the door again. Gloat about how pretty her relatively freshly done braids looked. Maybe ask her about her day or say something corny to make her heart stubbornly melt as per usual. Alas, she was left with the rhythm of the outside world and the vibrating hum of her phone. Exasperated, she grabbed her cell and saw Tsunayoshi calling her. Puzzled at his ridiculous amount of calls she finally answered. “Hm. Abby, are you there?” “I would hope so, considering I picked up.” “Yikes, what crawled up your…forget it. I wanted to check up on you considering Dino-san has been away.” “I’m doing somewhat alright, just another night being associated with the Italian mafia huh. Have you heard from him anyway? He’s never really left absolutely zero indication on his well-being you know? I’m worried.” “Actually, Abby that’s what I was calling to talk to you about-” “He is okay right?” “Abby…We reached him at one point three days ago but lost connection after a serious explosion at the hidden warehouse he was investigating. We don’t know. I’m sorry Abby the moment we learn of his condition we promise to let you know as soon as possibl-'' Her mind was racing, heart beating excessively loud. “Tsuna.” “We really are tryin- Yes Abby?” “What did you just say?” “Oh, Haru is calling me, one second. Sorry. We are trying to-” “Goodnight, Tsunayoshi.” “Wait, Abby!” Without a moment’s hesitation she hung up, “This cannot be happening.” was all she could think as she was slowly rising out of her bed. The sound of more calls flooding the bedroom becoming so unbearable she tossed it across the room. “Was it always this difficult to breathe?” echoed in her mind as she felt panic beginning to settle in. With unsteady hands she retrieved her cell and walked into the kitchen for a glass of water. As she sipped to calm her nerves, goosebumps spread throughout her body and chills crept quickly down her spine. She whispered “Dino Cavallone” oh so quietly as words in relation to that name flashed through her mind. Her boyfriend, favorite person in the world, heaven sent best friend, dog/turtle/horse lover, goofy ass nigga, confident in his skills, really close with Tsunayoshi’s familia, head of the Cavallone mafia familia etc. He’s so important to her and everyone else in their life. She stumbled and sat on the sofa they argued about purchasing. A petty disagreement over the color choice, but the memory of them conceding and declaring a truce ever prevalent in her mind. The love they share is so beautiful and inexpressible in words alone. Actions meaning so many things all at once while meeting at the singular purpose of appreciation. Appreciation? Slowly tears began to fall from Abby’s eyes, landing in her lap as she stared mindlessly at the portrait painting of them over the now cold fireplace. She was scared, scared of it being too late for her to be able to tell him how much she truly loves him. Scared that if she picks up again they’ll tell her what she’s fearing the most, has happened. Scared it might be too damn late for them. Teary and trying to catch her breath, she quickly threw on her custom low air forces and rain coat he surprised her with before. Snatched an umbrella, her phone, and hastily stormed out of their apartment.

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She knew what she was doing was careless and reckless through and through. But there was no way she was gonna accept this as the end. Common sense flew over her head, like this man is supposed to be on a dreadful mission. But she was on her way to Tsunayoshi’s mansion about 30 minutes away, to hear more info face to face. The bustling city full of people, flashing lights, and various establishments became a blur to her. The outer voices, muffled resembling far-off echoes. Her breathing was still trying to steady as she made a turn down the more deserted alleyway shortcut to Vongola decimo’s estate. Descending down there was not the easiest thing to do considering the various hoodlums that occupied the area. The air thickly encased in a fog made of smoke from different substances. The randoms observing each other with vicious stares and mean mugs that would make anyone extremely uncomfortable, but she needed to know more. As she was about to exit the alley a soft hand landed on her shoulder. 

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A voice saying “Abby. It’s me.” oh so softly against her ear. Goosebumps ran up her body and her eyes turned cloudy as she was finally face to face with who she was truly hoping for. “Dino.” “Abby.” was all they could say as silence fell between them and the rain came down a little harder. Her shaky hands carefully caressed his bandaged face as she took in the injuries he had received on his mission. “Dino motherfuckin’ Cavallone. You...you scared the shit out of me you pretty ass nigga.” is what she whispered as she pulled him into a shaky hug. She wanted to cry so awfully bad but she had questions and knew staying out in the rain in the open was not okay. “Di. Don’t say one word...let’s just go home and talk there. Please?” “Hm. Okay, sure but I need to do something first.” “Wh-” before she could say anything more, Dino’s hand traced the side of her face examining her state. He frowned at the puffy eye bags, tearstained cheeks, faint dark circles. He knew she was trying to keep it together as to not worry him, but truth be told the feeling was mutual. The moment he learned he had to help his men investigating and attempting to take over the hidden warehouse from an enemy gang, he was slightly hesitant. He never was hesitant, willing to run recklessly into any sort of battle sure of his pre-determined victory. But this mission was different, he knew he wasn’t going to leave unscathed. He didn’t want to risk losing Abby, all their future aspirations and dreams danced in his mind as he was quietly leaving the apartment. Whispering “I love you. so much.” as his hand hovered over the knob, before looking back and finally leaving for the time-sensitive situation. The sound of a dropped bottle brought him back to the view of her chocolate brown eyes. Eyes so deep and sweet that he wanted to look at them forever. Without another moment’s pass he pulled her closer and placed a warm, gentle kiss on her trembling lips. God he was in too damn deep. “ Now we can leave.” was what he mumbled taking her hand looking away from her in hopes of hiding his warm cheeks and calming his heart. 

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While they were about to enter Dino’s prized luxury car, he heard a voice calling him from a distance. However, when he turned around he was confused at who stood before him. It was Tsunayoshi, disheveled and out of breath completely. “D-DINO-SAN! ARE YOU OKAY? ABBY STOPPED PICKING UP MY CALLS! I CAN’T REAC-” “Tsuna-kun. It’s okay, Abby’s right here. I’ll brief everyone at the meeting tommorow. I’ll call you specifically after we get home safely.” Abby meek-ishly waved at Tsunayoshi from his side. “Lord, you guys give me far too much stress and y’all are supposed to be older. Abby, please answer your phone when you are able to. I understand feeling overwhelmed, but we quite literally sent out a search team for you since you ended the call so abruptly. Imagine our distress at the random alleged disappearance of Dino’s beloved. Especially after not knowing of his condition until merely 30 minutes ago!” “I-I apologize Tsuna.” “Yeah, yeah. I’m going back home to calm Haru, Gokudera, Yamamoto, Ryohei and everyone else out searching and worried.” Dino pulled Tsuna into a hug and profusely apologized for the mess caused. As Tsuna waved them goodbye, they drove home hand in hand. “You know Dino...” “Yeah, baby?” they exchanged as he pulled out the key to their door. “I love you but you are so fucking mean for scaring all of us like that. Especially me, you know your girlfriend hm?” He chuckled pulling her into their living room, picking her up and spinning her around. “I love and missed you too goregous!” He exclaimed as he finally laid with her on their carpet. “I won-” “No wondering necessary. I do, and I’m really sorry for the mess this mission caused you. I really am, believe me.” “If you are so very sure...” she giggled pulling him atop herself. “Remind me again, Dino.” “No, problem baby.” he whispered kissing her, as the rain outside finally began to slow. The sound of gentle rain and sighs playing a melody of comfort. Night slowly fading into the sure day, as he’s finally here in her arms again.

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Taglist: @dejwrites @againstboredom @madarathediva <3.

All characters except Abby belong to original creators. 

[what-the-fic-khr]

mhm i know you already filled one request with dino but that man is too sexy to miss the opportunity, sooo how about 18+ dino + neck? 👀 his neck tattoo is so 🥵 also i ADORED his and the reader little flirting 😏

HEY,,, HEY THANK YOU I LOVE HIM. I’m happy to do requests for Dino at any time I adore this man aaaaa. he’s so sexy too like I just,,, thank you for the request!! and I’m really glad you liked the last one!!

character/s: cavallone dino, reader-insert (gender-neutral)

word count: 447

warnings: 18+ it’s mostly reader kissing and biting the shit out of his neck, some grinding, uh very light choking, I’ll put it under a cut for safety

prompt: dino + neck (body bonanza)

“You– y’know, I need to finish this paperwork.”

“I’m not stopping you.”

Dino huffed, head thrown back and body slumped in his desk chair. That was a lie.

You’d waltzed into his office, dropped yourself onto his lap, and decided now was the time to beg for attention. When he’d tried to gently tell you he had work, you started attacking his neck instead with a huffy little ‘then work’.

How was he meant to do that like this?

Dino pet one of your hips, and you hummed against his throat. Another tap, and you pulled away for a moment. “Yes?”

“You know I can’t work like this, right?”

“Oh? That sucks.”

Dino let out a puff of air once you’d returned to littering kisses up and down his neck. Your little fascination always showed up at the worst times. But when you felt like marking up his neck, and sucking and kissing your way across his inked skin, he was never good at stopping you.

“Can’t we come up with a compromise?”

You snorted at this, fiddling with his collar a little. He thought you were going to listen, but you absolutely did not.

You tugged his coat and shirt down an almost uncomfortable amount, and sunk your teeth into his neck, where the skull from his tattoos rested.

A low groan rumbled in his chest, and your lips tugged up into a smirk. You dragged one hand up his neck, fingers tapping against his skin until lightly circling his neck.

“What was that, sorry?” Your voice dripped smugness in every word. “I didn’t catch that.”

“That’s not fair—“ Dino’s reprimand trailed off into a moan when you rolled your hips against his, and your smirk widened when his head dipped back again, Adam’s Apple pressing up into your palm.

“Never said it was fair.”

Dino took a couple breaths, testing the way your hand felt against his throat, and it nearly made him lightheaded.

You nipped at his collarbone, and then his tattoo again, when he straightened a little. While it had meant to be a warning, you were surprised to find him tugging at the buttons of his own shirt.

“You’re such a troublemaker,” he mumbled. “You know that, right?”

And like any troublemaker would, you rolled your hips down into his again as a reward. Dino dropped his head onto your chest with a barely contained moan, moving onto your shirt next.

“You encourage it. Aren’t you responsible for it?”

If that was the case, he’d take responsibility for it later, more thoroughly. For now, he’d indulge in you and whatever this new feeling was when you squeezed your hand around his throat.

[lesbianrumi]

— best laid plans.

pairing.  dino/gender neutral reader

genre.  humour, fluff

request.  OHH for the dates gone wrong prompts, Dino and the crabs one?? slfndkdj THANK YOU FOR YOUR WONDERFUL WRITING!! —@what-the-fuck-khr​

description.  you’ve been stressed as of late, but your boyfriend comes up with a plan to fix that. because your boyfriend is dino cavallone, it doesn’t go as expected.

note.  so this has been collecting dust in my drafts for months now, but i finally got the inspiration to finish it and post it. hope that makes up for the wait :^)

Sometimes it’s easy to forget who Dino is. He’s a total dork, has a tendency to trip over both his words and his own two feet, and rarely takes himself seriously.

Then he does something that reminds you just how important and influential he is, like fly you on his jet to a private island he owns. All because you complained about how stressed you’ve been feeling lately once.

“I thought you could use a vacation,” he’d said when you expressed your shock, grinning widely. “It’ll be just the two of us!”

As suddenly as he’d sprung the idea, it was still sweet of him to plan it for you. So you had smiled back, his excitement infectious and sparking your own...

Which was when Romario cleared his throat and clarified that he and Dino’s subordinates would be accompanying you. Obviously, you tell yourself later. It’d be dangerous for him to travel alone, especially with a civilian like you, who can’t fight.

It can be easy to forget, but Dino is the Cavallone boss. He’s not just your boyfriend. You made your peace with that long ago, because you know he has his obligations, and there are many.

But he never lets you feel like an afterthought, or unimportant. That’s why you love him anyway.

Plus, it’s not too bad, all things considered. At least Dino can keep both his feet under him with his men with the two of you. You enjoy that privilege as you stroll along the beach, hand-in-hand with your boyfriend, inching close to the shoreline and jogging away once the waves reach you. His subordinates are nearby, but they’re enjoying themselves as well and far away enough that you have some semblance of privacy. You’ll take what you can get.

Dino squeezes your hand, prompting your attention. “How is everything so far?” he asks. “Are you feeling a bit better?”

You squeeze back. “I’m feeling much better. Thanks for bringing me here.”

He beams at your response. “Of course! I know when I’m feeling stressed, a change of pace helps me out. I thought it might do the same for you.”

This is more than a change of pace, in your opinion, but you understand the intention behind it. So you nod and swing your joined hands, closing your eyes and breathing in the fresh air. The tranquility of the moment washes over you. Waves crash against the shore, seagulls cry out as they soar in the sky, and Dino breathes quietly beside you...

Then he yelps, and the tranquility is gone.

“Dino?” You turn to him, alarmed when you spot tears gathering in his eyes. “What is it? What’s wrong?”

“My toe!” he cries out, confusing you further.

When you look down, though, everything becomes clear.

Since you’re at the beach, both of you had long taken off your sandals to walk barefoot on the warm sand. Which left Dino’s feet vulnerable to pests, like the crab that has the skin of his big toe pinched between its claws.

“Oh!” you say, at a loss for words. The times you’ve frequented the beach, you’ve never had to deal with something like this before. “Uh! Why don’t you, um. Shake it off?” That should get rid of the crab, surely?

“R-Right!” He lifts his foot and shakes his leg, looking completely ridiculous. Worse, the crab just dangles from his toe, refusing to let go. He cries out again. “Ack! Now it hurts even more!”

You look around, perplexed, then realize Dino’s screams must have alerted his men. They might have a better idea of what to do. You glance over your shoulder.

Only to find them staring in your direction, not moving a muscle to help their boss, in hysterics. One of them even appears to be holding his phone up, recording.

...Okay, you should’ve expected that. And, seeing as your boyfriend isn’t in any real danger, it is kind of funny. You thought situations like this only happened in comedies. The corners of your mouth twitch, but you resist the urge to smile.

Unfortunately, Dino notices. “Hey! Don’t laugh. I’m in pain over here!”

“I’m not laughing!”

“But you want to! I can tell!”

“Don’t you have bigger things to worry about right now?”

“Yeah! And you’re not helping!” Dino looks down at his foot, grimacing. Then his eyes widen. “Oh, no. No.”

You follow his gaze. To your horror, you see, scuttling across the sand, a crab inching its way towards the two of you. But the crab is still hanging off Dino’s foot. Which means there is more than one.

You scan the ground, your thought proven correct. An army of crabs are advancing on you, their pincers held aloft and practically gleaming in the sunlight. You stumble backwards. Thankfully, they don’t follow after you. It’s as if they don’t even notice you’re there.

Because they’re too busy following Dino.

“What the...” He hops away once, then twice, but they only hurry to close the distance. “Where did all of these crabs come from? I didn’t even do anything to them!”

Whatever the reason, the crabs are gaining on him. One swipes at him with a pincer, but he manages to hop away before it succeeds in the attempt.

“Guys!” Dino calls out. To his men, you realize after a beat. “A little assistance, here?!”

Instead of springing into action, his subordinates cup their hands over their mouths and shout encouragements. Behind them, Romario reclines on a folding chair, sunglasses perched on his nose and completely at peace.

“You got this, boss!”

“We believe in you!”

“Keep at it! You’re almost safe!”

“Man, the others are gonna love this...”

Still hopping away, Dino yells over his shoulder, “At least throw me my whip, you assholes!”

As you watch, in disbelief at what you’re seeing, he hobbles down the beach, followed closely by the crustaceans. He’s still flailing his foot, hoping to dislodge the crab on his toe, to no avail.

You stare. Then you bend over in laughter, clutching at your stomach.

This isn’t what you were expecting when Dino proposed a romantic getaway to his (one of several) private island. But it worked. Stress is the last thing on your mind right now.

And it’s all thanks to your loving boyfriend. In a way.

[lesbianshinobus]

Ooooh you do KHR scenarios!! I'm so so happy to find out about this blog! Could you write some fluff hcs about a relationship with dino? Thanks!!

i’m happy that you found this blog as well, anon! i tried to touch on as much as i could for this prompt, so i hope this is along the lines of what you were looking for!

dino is the most doting partner you could ask for. whatever you want, just say the word and he’ll get it for you. he’ll take you to the most lavish restaurants and on luxurious trips abroad. in other words, he’s a total sugar daddy

as dorky as he normally is, he can be romantic and suave when he puts his mind to it. the change tends to take you by surprise, and you might find yourself tongue-tied when he has his full attention on you

if he knows you’re into it, dino will whisper italian into your ear with a mischievous grin. is he complimenting you? saying something suggestive? or just speaking random words? you’ll never know

romario and the others would be very respectful of you; in their eyes, even if you aren’t married to dino, you might as well be. they treat you more kindly than they do their own boss, in fact; dino jokingly complains about it all the time

that said, do expect them to tease the two of you from time to time, asking dino when he’s going to finally propose or chuckling and elbowing each other good-naturedly at your public displays of affection

isn’t the type to get jealous, but dino can get insecure now and then. he’ll up the affection in public—if that’s possible—when he’s jealous, then feel guilty about feeling that way afterward. he’ll apologize; it’s not that he doesn’t trust you, just that he’s not sure what you see in him sometimes

hates fighting with you; he’ll attempt to deescalate the situation instead of trying to ‘win’ the argument, because you matter more to him

always the one to apologize or forgive first, and he never holds a grudge against you

god help the person who tries to hurt you to get to the cavallone boss, because dino is relentless when you’re in danger. he’ll leave no stone unturned to keep you safe and by his side; it’s one of the few times you’d see him absolutely livid

it’s when a rival family kidnaps you and dino rushes to your rescue that the two of you realize that despite none of his men being with him, his clumsiness didn’t kick in

now you’re ‘officially’ part of his family and under his protection, in a sense, though dino has been sure that you’re the one for a long time. as a matter of fact, there’s a ring in a box hidden away in his apartment, waiting to grace your finger

[dear-yandere]

drunk on hope. [commission]

tw / prompts. dubcon (nothing explciit), slight bondage, mentions of gaslighting and emotional dependency. | word count. 2.4k

TYL! Dino Cavallone

[ When it was dark, you always carried the sun in your hand for me. ]

Blind devotion and drunk hope had long blurred his old memories, but he couldn’t escape the moment he met you. You were transcendent, so beautiful that you were light itself Even the brightest stars could not compare, just like fallen stars died without ever holding the sun’s attention. Your attentions were never directed at him, and he was content with that. You never spared him a second glance, and why would you? The world was at your fingertips, the oceans and their horizon far too small for your dreams. Sights set so high, your world was far greater than anything he could imagine. So high you never knew that you were his world. 

And like a disciple seeking salvation which never came, he followed, silent, enduring, pining. It was only when he fell for you did he realize hope was too bright for him.

Hope had blinded him just as it had blinded you.  

And you never noticed. The problem with sticking your head in the clouds was they blocked your view of the storms. There was no need to hide his feelings. They were always on full display for you to brush over as if they were nothing. He didn’t hold it against you, could never hold it against you;  he followed without a word, but you may as well be his puppet -- unknowing, reliant on him. Dino was content with gently guiding you away from friends, family, and suitors who happened to hold your eye for far too long; content with your reliance on him; content with simply existing in your presence.

Until you announced the engagement.

And suddenly, it hurt. He was no longer content with everything he had, and he didn’t understand anymore, didn’t know what to do with himself. Didn’t know what to do with these feelings. Because like a star pining after the sun, you seemed that much farther. 

You didn’t know it, but you were his first -- his first love, his first heartbreak. They say the first hurts the most, that you’d never forget your first love, that you’d always love them no matter how many years pass. There was no need for that, not when he knew you’d always be his first -- his only. And yet he could feel it simmering beneath his skin, that ugly feeling of jealousy and heartbreak. This wasn’t like him, wasn’t anything like the man you’d come to call your best friend. Soft glances quickly turned into heated glares which made him draw his eyes away in shame. The harsh grinding of teeth against flesh, the thoughts that no longer felt like his his own -- what he felt wasn’t normal. What he felt had already destroyed who he thought he was.

What he felt would destroy everything around him, everything that wasn’t you.

So when you walked through his office doors, eyes fresh with worry and lips pursed as if hiding secrets you thought he didn’t know, Dino realized it’d be difficult to restrain himself, to not throw you on his desk and wrap his whip around your limbs, to not bare these pent-up feelings in the most primal way possible, to not make you his, like you were meant to be.

It was difficult, but he managed. 

Barely.

“Dino...” Concern always haunted your conversations these days. It’s a familiar, comforting sound, to know that you still cared for him, but he felt guilty for making you worry when you had other things to be doing, other things on your mind... 

Other things on your body. 

He had to fight the urge to scream, killing it in his throat before it could lay waste on his lips. This wasn’t like him, he reminded. Keep it contained, don’t let her know. If he let his feelings show, you’d hate him. 

Inhale.

Exhale.

“Dino, talk to me.” Unaware of his wavering restraint, your voice was melodic and kind, a weak facade which failed to hide the hurt you felt. “Please. It almost feels like you’re... avoiding me.” You fought the crack in your voice, biting at your bottom lip to keep it at bay. 

If your betrayal didn’t break his heart, this would’ve been enough.

“Did I do something wrong?” 

His heart ached thinking he’d pushed you so far away you’d started to believe you were the problem. His chair swiveled wildly when he shot up and rushed to your side, large, cold hands grasping your smaller ones as if to protect them.

“No! You didn’t do anything wrong! The fault lies with me.” Arms slipped far too tightly around your waist, bringing you far too close to his chest. You were so close, so innocent and so vulnerable that his desires nearly won, but your tears took priority. You took priority. 

“I’m the problem, amore mio.” He continued, fingers brushing stray hairs that had laid rest against your eyelashes. “After all, how can that which is imperfect ever hope to appreciate something that is?”

“I... I don’t understand. Stop with the poetry and talk to me like we... like we used to.” Neither of you missed the waver in your voice. You were hurting and he was the cause. “Tell me what you’re really feeling...” Warm hands caressed his cheek, and he leaned into it needily, knowingly, like a sunflower longed for the sun. “Please, Dino. I feel like I hardly know you anymore.”

“I can’t. You’ll hate me if I do.” 

“I could never hate you, Dino. You’re my best friend!” Air caught in your throat, and you wondered if you’d spoken out of line, wondered if you were the only one feeling this way. 

“We...we are still best friends, r-right?”

That searing, hopeful, bright look in your eyes all but burnt him.

“I’ll never stop being your friend, [Name]. Though...” His voice was sweet, as clear and as pristine as you were used to, but it was fake. It was fake and it made you question whether he meant anything he said.

“I wish we could be more.”

Questions died on your lips, joining the screams that never made it past your throat when he cupped his hand over your mouth. Your heart was already pounding from the way his chest fit perfectly against yours, but this was different. You knew he’d never hurt you, but your body thrummed with fear, pulsating dangerously fast and low, screaming for you to run.

But you ignored it.

“Ti amo.” 

Your entire body hummed with excitement -- screamed with apprehension -- when he spoke those words, when his body pushed up against yours. Before you could struggle, he tightly wound his buckwhip around your body, pinning your arms to your sides and your legs together, with a precision that would’ve baffled you if you didn’t recall the men standing just outside his doors. It was unusual, you’d noted when you entered his office, but you knew Dino wouldn’t hurt you.

At least you thought you knew.

Gently, he laid you on the leather office couch, hand never leaving your lips. The weight of his body was unusual -- exhilarating, forbidden, wrong. 

“Ti amo tanto, cara mia (I love you so much, my dear).” He mused softly, needily, achingly. “I love you so much I wish I hated you instead, because god knows it wouldn’t hurt as much.” His voice was low, somewhere between a whine and a growl, and you were painfully aware you’d never heard him sound this desperate, this broken before.  Dark brown eyes wavered -- determined, tearful. “I love you so much that I hate every man you talk to. I want to hurt them, to do unspeakable things to them simply for looking at you.” His knee sunk into the leather, pinning you against the chair, caging you like a prized animal. As he hovered over you, his expression pulled taut as if holding something back, as if simply speaking to you was painful. 

“You were the only thing stopping me. You’d hate me if I hurt them, and that’s something I cannot bear.” He sighed as if the weight on his heart had been lifted with those simple words. Lips captured yours much like his whip had claimed your body -- a kiss much harder and rougher than he was expecting. You whimpered, moans and screams now stifled by his lips rather than his hands. The buck whip lightly dug into your skin when he pulled on the handle, the cold leather sucking the heat from your flesh. He brought you flush against his body, marveling in the way your body fit against his like a puzzle piece, the way your chest pressed against his like he’d always fantasized. Gentle lips kissed your chin, lingering as if to savor the moment, before moving down your neck. Fingers pressed against your skin, curling around your hips to lift your blazer and shirt. He hummed contentedly as he moved the garments to the side, fingers immediately coming in contact with your blissfully warm skin, gradually exposing more and more of your torso.

“When you’re gone”, he murmured, lips brushing against hot skin. “I can’t think of anything but you. When you’re not by my side, I feel empty.” His hips bucked instinctively against yours, and your heart pulsated with the fear and pleasure you felt, with the emotions you forbid yourself to feel. “My heart is so full of you, amore mio! Ti adoro!”

Your voice didn’t want to be found, but you hadn’t a choice. “Dino, W...what are you saying?” Heart clenched, teeth grit against one another. “This isn’t like you! My fiance wouldn’t--”

“You don’t need anyone but me!” His words were ugly and desperate and shameful, but he didn’t care. Lips brushed across your neck, inciting a fire within you, one you didn’t want to stoke. You were not easy, were not a harlot, were not a cheater, but the way his fingers ran through your hair, the way his kisses left sun spots in their wake, the way he looked at you as if looking away would spell his death--“Nothing would hurt me more than losing you! Ho bisogno di te (I need you)!”

“Shut up, shut up, shut up!” Your heart nearly burst, whether it be with joy for his confession or fear for the man he’d become, you didn’t know, didn’t want to know. "You’re lying! You don’t need me, you don’t love me, I don’t love you--”

“You love me, I know it!” His words were no longer poetic and passionate for they bared the ugly truth he’d struggled to hide. “I can see it in your eyes. I’ve spent years looking at you, looking out for you -- you can’t hide it from me.”

“That doesn’t matter anymore!” The truth was jealous of how easily your tears tears spilled, but you couldn’t wipe them away when he caged your arms like an animal

And yet, how he adored you, for you were gorgeous even when you cried. Sadness didn’t suit you, not when you were his sun, but the way you tore up, struggling to hold your emotions behind the bars you’d locked them behind, was beautiful. You were so beautiful; no... rather, you were hope itself, and he knew that if you were his, his darkness would swallow your light in an instant. But the more he felt your warmth against his, your body against his, your eyes pleading yet conflicted -- the less he cared.

“It does matter, mi amore...” His voice softened, struggling to stay on the cusp between enraged and docile.

“What do you know?!”

“An arranged marriage.”

You finally stilled, no longer fighting against his body and his grasp. You knew, deep down, that you couldn’t deny it any longer. What a fool you were, thinking you could hide it when he was a famiglia boss with connections. This painful, yet bittersweet feeling welling in your stomach... was it fear, or relief?

“Please don’t look at me like that.” His voice was unusually soft and timid, and your heart clenched in response. “I couldn’t stop myself from looking into your... fiance”, his gentle voice devolved into a hiss before he recollected himself. “You’re being forced into this and it’s... it’s my fault. I should’ve figured it out sooner, I could’ve stopped it.” He whispered into your skin, so close to your heart he may as well feel it beating at his flesh -- may as well rip it from your chest and hold it next to his own, where it belonged. He wanted to be with you, to be your one and only, to be inside you, wants to see what you’re like when you’re desperate for his touch and for his kisses, desperate for him to make you his. He wants to revel in each labored breath that left your pristine lips, as if you were uttering gospels rather than sins. He wants to hear your plead, beg, and scream while your legs tighten around his waist, urging him to take what should’ve been his from the start. He wants to ruin you, to ruin the innocence that pours from cherry lips that had kissed another man and from bubbly laughter that he no longer heard.

He wanted to ruin you and rebuild you anew, to wash away your decisions in life and rewrite time itself. He wanted to begin again, wants his past self to confess sooner, to make you his sooner.

But fate was cruel, and you were crueler.

“You could do so much better if you had the chance.” He finally admitted, as if uttering those words would compel fate to snatch you from him, to leave him all alone with his feelings. Hesitantly, he let his fingers comb your hair, as if simply touching you would break everything he’d built with you. “But I can’t let that happen, not when I almost lost you to another man.”

His look of barely reined in passion melted what little apprehension had lingered in your core, but words refused to form.

“I can make him disappear, my love. I’ll give you the world if you let me.” He offered, and you hated how they tempted you so easily, swayed the restraint you thought you had. “Non posso vivere senza di te (I can’t live without you).”

Hope was far too bright for him, far too intoxicating. It brought a light Dino was unfamiliar with, a light he wanted to protect. He could’ve had a normal relationship with you, if only he didn’t let his darkness eat your light.

You were his hope and he was drunk on you.

“Just say the words, amore mio...Senza di te, la vita non ha significato. Il mio cuore è tuo.” 

Your answer came easier than you cared to admit.

Without you, life has no meaning. My heart is yours.

[rebornologist]

Hi, Jyunie! I hope you're feeling well!

First of all, I really wanted to thank you for sharing your writings, they always make my day better. 💜

For my request, I'd like to see your take on this scenario: reader being Dino's S/o and Squalo's best friend.

Do you think they would get along fine, or bicker a lot? I kinda think Squalo is super protective, even though he pretends to not care a lot, so I can picture him threatening Dino right when the relationship started. On the other side, I think Dino would definitely try his best to become friends (in his head, they are since school years, but Squ denies it) with Squalo to make his S/o happy.

Anyways, thanks so much for keeping your requests open!

Also, you don't have to reply if it makes you uncomfortable in any way. Your health is the most important.

Hello Emyyy my lovee! Thank you for sliding this into my inbox, I love them both so much and this is such a fun dynamic. I penned this a bit late into the night, and honestly need to finish my reread of the series as a refresher of all the characters traits and interpersonal interactions in canon.. but I hope you enjoy :) All my love xox

♡ Dino as your S/O & Squalo as your best friend ✧

༚✧⁺˳₊˚‿︵‿︵‿୨୧ ⁺˳₊ ♡ ₊˳⁺ ୨୧‿︵‿︵‿˚₊˳⁺✧༚

Dino and Squalo are fascinating to me because they differ greatly in what they pride themselves in and where their loyalties lie, not to mention their contrasting temperaments. They’re a tortoiseshell cat and labrador retriever duo if I’ve ever seen one.

I see them as people that just keep finding each other in life, despite not intending to become close to one another, it kind of just happens. There’s a bond there, even if it’s just mutual respect and knowing that they can rely on the other (even if they would never want to do that).

I’d like to imagine that Reader would have known Squalo prior to the ring conflict, being a close friend of his, and not knowing Dino well/at all until Squalo got his ass handed to him and he reconnected with Dino in the hospital. They may not understand the Cavallone head’s intentions with saving Squalo, but it meant the world to them that they got to see their best friend in one piece. They could have gotten to know Dino better by running into him during their hospital visits. The relationship that ensued definitely developed outside of any interactions with Squalo involved, because they would have gotten their asses handed to them if either of them went to him for tips on how to woo the other.

Squalo’s invested in his friend’s wellness and success but is not the type to pry or think too much about their personal life—he has a lot going on with his work already, and if there was anything pressing, they would share without him asking. And that they do, earning them the most memorable shocked and wide-eyed look from the swordsman.

✧ ୨୧ ⁺˳₊ ♡ ₊˳⁺ ୨୧ ✧

“WITH WHO?! That Cavallone loser? You’re fucking with me.” He gives you an incredulous side eye when you finally mention that the date you’re leaving for is with Dino. You stand your ground, giving him a flat smile and a quick shake of the head.

“Nope, not joking.”

He holds his temples with his gloved hand for a moment, and you see his head dip as he sighs quietly in resignation.

“For fuck’s sake,” he turns to raise an eyebrow at you, his face twisted as if he just smelled something bad. “...why?”

✧ ୨୧ ⁺˳₊ ♡ ₊˳⁺ ୨୧ ✧

He asks out of curiosity, and would tell you “that’s enough” the second you start actually gushing about Dino. He’s smart enough to understand what your intentions may be with the Cavallone boss, but.. he still.. needs a moment to process the idea of anyone actually being worth your time and affections. He has a lot of pride in himself and by extension, the people he associates with. He respects Dino enough and can come to terms with the fact that in any case of you not being able to handle yourself, you’ll at least be in good hands. He realizes that now he’s doomed to meet Dino again for lunch or something, now that he’s your s/o. He pretends to mind it more than he actually does, he’s just not good at expressing himself.

While Squalo is processing this, Dino is, in fact, right outside ready to pick you up with his luxury car and a giant bouquet of flowers waiting for you.

Dino doesn’t see any issue with you being Squalo’s bestie and is actually... so happy that Squalo is the reason that he got to meet you again! He’s definitely the warmer one in any of their exchanges, but any tension between them is more about their differing loyalties than anything else, so they can at least both agree that you are an excellent individual.

Their bickering is minor, especially as time goes on and they grow used to the dynamic. In Squalo’s eyes, he doesn’t have to become Dino’s bestie just because he’s dating his best friend, and Dino is as amicable as ever. He cares just enough about not stepping on toes in the sense that he minds the PDA (he does this in general, but especially if he feels like it might be bothering someone in their presence).

Through you, Dino begins to learn more about Squalo. He’s the shit brickhouse and Reader is the one that gushes to their s/o about how much they love their best friend. Personally, I think that best friends are soulmates, so I can only imagine how much Reader has to share with Dino, and of course, he eats it all up. He loves learning more about Squalo on a level that only a personal friend would know, and not just what he knows about him as a swordsman and professional assassin. He also shares as much as you'd want to hear about his time in school and what "memories" he has from the alternate future. It's really amusing to see the differences in how the two describe the same events.

At some point Dino becomes involved in little things like your close friends' birthdays, Christmas cards, etc. Squalo thinks it’s totally extra and uncalled for, but Dino insists that it’s because they’re basically pals?!? Friends by proxy?! Nothing wrong with Squ being on the DinoY/N holiday postcard mailing list <3

Sometimes Squalo makes comments about how the two of y’all should “take it somewhere else”. Dino laughs it off and teases that Squ will most definitely be Reader's man of honour at the wedding, and Reader can decide to either shut down Dino in embarrassment or agree enthusiastically to torture their bestie further. All in good fun :’)

this was so cute to think about I love grumpy sunshine sm help

[sunfish-studies]

Hello, you can hcs with Hibari, Tsuna, Reborn, Dino x gn reader who feel inferior because they cannot fight, but only gives them a shield and healing, they are also really kind and tenacious. Please?<3

Sure! I hope I could write Reborn right. It’s been a while since I wrote about him! Anyways, enjoy and thank you for requesting!

If you have a mundane life, then it’s not crucial thing to have. However, your life has been turned upside down completely–being involved with the darker side of society called mafia, ability to defend and fight is extremely important. Why? Because your life depends on it–nobody will always be there to protect you.

You did try, but reality slapped you in the face almost immediately–your progress is too slow and without a doubt it would get you killed the moment you entered the warzone. Others around you are completely fine handling things on their own while you need to stay in the far back.

Sawada Tsunayoshi

Much like Kyoko and Haru, you didn’t have any fighting skill–the best you have will be at least manage to defend yourself using shields. Which was why Tsuna didn’t want you to be involved in any kinds of condition.

Tsuna strongly refused having you in the battle field–you should stay in the back with Kyoko and Haru and let him, Gokudera, Yamamoto, and the others fight instead. Knowing you will be safe under Bianchi and Fuuta’s care was enough for him to tackle anything.

However, he noticed you didn’t back down and practically ignored all his pleading and warning. Reborn wasn’t being helpful either–for a hitman like him, having experience in battle and lending a hand when your comrades in need was what a subordinate do. Especially when Tsuna’s a boss who needs people he could trust.

Well, your stubbornness clearly was a correct choice because Tsuna would’ve been killed if you didn’t cover for his blind-spot. Either way, you managed to prove yourself to be useful and wanting to help as much as you could.

He was quite upset, sure, but he didn’t have a heart to be upset with you forever since you saved him by shielding him from an enemy’s attack. You accepted the scolding he had when you patched him up and healed him using your sun-flame.

But, after that, Tsuna thanked you for your help and you couldn’t help but being proud of that achievement. Tackling him into a hug, he was quite flustered from the affection you showed him with Gokudera yelling at you to let go of his dearest boss.

Hibari Kyoya

When Hibari bit to death anyone he considered enemy, Kusakabe and you would always be in the back. The raven-haired boy didn’t even bat an eye–knowing Kusakabe was there, he knew the older would refrain you from doing moronic things.

Sometimes, you wondered why on earth this boy hasn’t yet to kick you out or anything similar. In Hibari’s point of view, power is everything–with power you could make anyone kneel down beneath your feet. You couldn’t fight and he still kept you around anyway. Content? No way. You felt extremely uncomfortable in your own skin.

But he learned your tenacity the moment you jumped to cover his blind spot. When the enemy strike, you shielded him with anything you could get your hands on. The moment they caught off guard, he bit them to death instantly–of course, not forgetting to glare at you menacingly from being so incredibly stupid and impulsive.

You knew Hibari hates having debt unpaid–which was why he just grumbled underneath his breath when you asked to patch his wounds. He didn’t shove you away as you hovered sun flame upon his wounds–watching as the injury healed from the regenerating ability.

Usually, he would push your hand away or extremely reluctantly obeyed you–you need to at least prepared a deal involving Dino or Reborn to have him sit down while you tend his injuries. Now, he just sat down with no resistance and somehow, it made you incredibly happy.

While Hibari usually didn’t even bother to notice any details, now he began noticing details. Your sun flame is warm–similar to how a blanket draped over on chilly night, or how the temperature he prefers for his tea. That and how you’re so stubborn to do it even against minor injuries he had.

And he found that it’s not that bad (and he would never admit it out loud, hell could freeze over first).

Dino Cavallone

Dino swore, no, he basically has an oath to never let you into his fight as a boss. Sure, you’re his subordinate and he understood that his subordinate needs to assist him in every way possible–but, you could do more in the back rather than joining him in the field.

You protested at first for this, however he pointed out rather sharply at your inability to fight–it stung more than you thought, especially when it came from your kind boss. Dino immediately apologized for his wrong wordings, but he didn’t apologize for not letting you follow him to the dangerous side.

However, in a time of pinch, you knew you had to step in somehow–that’s how you ended up covering for him when an enemy tried to strike his blind spot. Clearly, you defied his orders and you prepared for the punishment for it.

Dino did give you an earful as soon as you were back at the base along with the others, but in the end he thanked you and pulled you into a tight hug. He whispered how he was terrified of possibly lose you or any of his comrades, and how he was extremely relief knowing you’re fine.

Reborn

Just like Hibari’s case, you would never have an understanding about this man’s mindset. Clearly, you’re a liability to him with your inability to fight–you could only patch him up and updating him about his work list or something. He made you his personal assistant (kind of).

Sure, he did train you a bit so you would at least have a fight rather than die a dog’s death someday. But the only thing you could do best was defending yourself with a really low chance of attacking back–it was already an embarrassment on its own.

Still, Reborn kept you around anyway–for whatever reason you couldn’t understand.

However, you finally proved him that you could be at least a bit help on the battle field–by being his shield to deflect an enemy’s attack, which he instantly shot right after.

Magically, he didn’t scold you or giving you glowering stare full of threat. Instead, he looked amused with your choice and applaud you for it indirectly when you tried to patch his minor injuries. Receiving a praise from the world’s number one hitman wasn’t something you could have every day, and it’s simple to say that you’re extremely proud about it.

[orangebutterfly]

Здравствуйте, очень мало уделяют внимание Каваллоне Дино. Было бы интересно, если бы сделали зарисовочку с Дино/Читатель🥺❤

Отношения с Дино Каваллоне:

Между вами двумя всегда царит уют и идиллия. Дино никогда не станет кричать на тебя или как-либо вредить. У вас бывают небольшие ссоры, без них никак, но вы находите способ решить их без взаимных оскорблений и сильной ругани, поскольку Каваллоне не желает тебе ничего, кроме самого лучшего. Ты та, кого он будет любить вне зависимости от обстоятельств и времени.

Дино любит баловать тебя различными милыми подарками. Хоть ты и смущённо намекаешь ему, что не обязательно дарить всё это, так как главное для тебя просто его внимание, но парень просто не может остановить себя от покупки какой-то милой вещицы, которая напоминает ему о тебе. Да и не обеднеет он от этого, босс семьи Каваллоне как-никак.

Если ты любишь лошадей, то он будет почаще выводить тебя с ним на конные прогулки верхом. Дино приятна мысль, что его любимая разделяет его увлечение этими животными. Если же тебе не особо это нравится, то он не станет сильно расстраиваться, а просто предложит найти занятие, которое бы понравилось вам обоим.

Дино сильно стыдится своей неуклюжести. Когда Ромарио с вами, то никаких проблем не возникает и парень может быть спокоен за то, что не упадёт в грязь лицом (буквально). Но, если вы наедине, то он может показаться тебе слегка напряжённым, так как полностью сосредотачивается на своих действиях и старается держаться молодцом. Но всё рушится, когда ты говоришь, что он выглядит мило поскольку сразу после этой фразы, он оказывается лежащим на земле, запнувшись о собственную ногу.

Дино никогда не забывает, что мир мафии опасен, и ежедневно думает о твоей безопасности. Конечно, он в состоянии тебя защитить и никому не позволит тебе навредить, но случаются и непредвиденные ситуации, когда ему нужно уехать, поэтому ты находишься под защитой его подчинённых, которые уже стали тебе как родные.

Дино всегда счастливо наблюдает за тобой, когда ты общаешься с кем-то из его семьи и нервно перебирает заветную коробочку в кармане куртки. У него нет сомнений, решение лишь за тобой.

[cuddlyreaper]

Entry 10: Day 21 Dino Cavallone x GN! Reader KHR! x Reader

“You know we have maids for that”

Dino walked in on you as you shook your hand, trying to get the ache, from the hours of repetitive work, out of your bones.

“And where would be the fun in that?” You turned your face towards him so he could kiss your cheek with ease.

“You know you don’t have to go that hard. I’m sure the kids are gonna love it one way or another”

You hummed. It wasn’t like you disagreed with him. You had been putting a lot of effort into the presents of the orphanage that belonged to the Cavallone Famiglia.

You had taken several trips over the weeks to get to know each of the children, not only to write their names on the presents but also to figure out what they really wanted for Christmas. You had hated the idea of them receiving generic presents so you had taken it upon yourself to fix that.

“I know. But I wanted to. I don’t want them to think that they should be happy because they got something but because it actually makes them happy.”

[khrebornscenarios]

could you please do a scenario w/xanxus, squalo, dino and colonello where their female s/o have to go for a really dangerous mission?

i'm so happy with this new khr scenario blog, I hope you enjoy it! 😃

Sorry in this house we keep everything gender neutral

Xanxus

as the leader he's the one who assigned you the mission. the first thing betraying his aloof act is the short pause after explaining the mission to you, giving you a chance to back out if you want to

 when you accept the mission like the professional you are, he's not pleased. His attitude gets even worse, mocking you. "Heh, look who's gotten all confident all of a sudden. Don't come back with a missing limb, shitface"

At this point you should already be questioning what the fuck is going on because Xanxus never talks like this to you. *There's no point confronting him however so you best focus on preparing

 He'll make sure to see you off when you leave for the mission. Xanxus tries to make it look casual so you don't know he's been waiting here an hour before you arrived. But you do know

 when your eyes meet Xanxus’, he doesn't wear his usual bored expression. Rather, he looks too neutral, as if he was forcing to not show his true emotion and it's this moment when it dawns on you that you might not come back. But you still smile as you wave goodbye

Squalo

 He's the one that takes it 'best' I feel. His entire profession is about taking dangerous missions and in most if not all clearing the objective is more important than his personal well being.

 So when you inform him of the mission you were assigned, he laughs. "VOIII!! Even if you lose a leg or an arm, just try and make it back, ya hear?!"

 Depending on how much time is left before you have to go, he'll spend it either cuddling with you in his room or just give you some last minute tipps for highly specific scenarios that don't seem at all likely to happen for you

 But the fact that he talks so easily takes the edge off if just a little and you can joke and laugh the few hours before you have to go into work mode.

 You set out at the crack of dawn and only Squalo is there with you. He briefly goes over the mission with you one last time and when you nod your head he knows there's nothing else for him to do. The rest is up to you

 You kiss his cheek quickly then turn your back on him and move forward but his voice stops you in your tracks. "You can lose an arm or a leg, even both, just make it back here and we'll fix you up, __"

Dino

 "Yeah, that's not happening." Is the only thing he tells you when you offer yourself for a particularily 'tricky' mission, to put it lightly.

 It takes lots of persuasion from you and Romario, because as things stand you really ARE the only person fit for this mission and the one with the highest chance of making it back.

 Still, Dino hates it. He frowns when he finally gives his O.K for the mission. Even Enzio pokes his head out of the small chest pocket, as if to check on his master.

 Romario kindly gives you two some privacy upon your reqest and you sit down next to him on the leather couch, linking your arms together but cannot say anything

 Dino wants to hear that it'll be fine, but really, both you and him know that empty reassurance is useless in this situation

 On the day you leave, he asks you to come to his office early in the morning and simply hugs you tightly and takes in your scent.

 Many of Dino's men see you off as you get in the car, with Dino watching you from the windows with trembling lips

Colonello

 Another one that's absolutely against it. Colonello wants to argue against you going, but he knows that if he comes on too strong it'll just be an insult to your abilities.

  He knows you're strong. He KNOWS. But the thought of you being in more danger than you can handle eats him up.

 he needs some time alone when he gets the news because the possibility of losing you is too much to handle.

 the following days he drowns in training and almost breaks his sparring partners' bones

 also spents a good amount of time trying to find a reason why literally anybody else would be better to go and you can stay but he comes up empty. Curse you for being elite

 he can’t find the words to say when he sees you off so he just hugs you tight and flashes you his best smile

 the least he can do is make sure that everything goes well in the base so you get all the support you need